Sunday, November 12, 2006

Gudbye t'Jane

The Loan Wolves had a game yesterday to say farewell to stalwart player Jane (JC), who's going to be returning to her native New Zealand soon.
Finsbury Park was as gloriously muddy as only Finsbury Park gets. We enjoyed our Northern Caribou v Southern Dingoes match (the North won, due to having almost all the team's heavy hitters, and both sides laying with a reduced outfield). Everyone pitched (including me, dazzling the batters with a bewildering range of deliveries - i.e. "pitching wildly, with no control or direction").
Afterwards, we retired to the Old Dairy, for many beers, food (I had a yummy steak burger and "fat chips"), and a small presentation of iPod radio tuner and leaving card to JC. We'll miss her when she's gone back to NZ. She promised to raise a "Loan Kiwis" team over there, and we speculated about playing a real North v South friendly some time.
Good fun chatting and talking rubbish in the pub, as always. Somehow a discussion of the Lord of the Rings films led to the idea of "hobbit-farming" as New Zealand's major industry. The reviews of the Old Dairy I've looked at all pick up on something we noticed - somewhat surly bar staff. Service was fine, but one barmaid in particular had a real "here's your lasagne - I hope it chokes you!" attitude to delivering our meals.

[X-posted from my LJ]

5 comments:

syrupalex said...

Did it get messy once I'd left?

Vic said...
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Vic said...

Well the rendition of Bohemian Rhapsody performed by Jane and Manjiv a little before closing time was a little 'messy', and Paul's attempts to show the bemused American guy at the other end of the table his coin trick got messier as he drunk more pints! I'd better not mention the attempts of Peter and I to do the coin trick. There were 2 pence pieces flying all over the place. Otherwise, we were beautifully behaved.

(Coin trick is a recognised trademark of PD Productions. It should not be attempted when sober.)

Manj said...

I didn't notice the bad attitude of the barmaids, then again I don't remember singing Bohemian Rhapsody either....

syrupalex said...

That all sounds glorious. Long live alcohol vendors.